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"October, the month of riches and mutability."

"She would like to believe there will be a place, again, where the streetlights end and wilderness begins. The wolf border."

"It is at night that they give up their secrets, that they seem most sacred to her: ghost-like, elegant, and frivolous."

"Something massive and primary feels as if it has broken."

"Between the dog and the wolf, twilight."

"You don’t have the slightest idea what God says."

"(...)love, at least the sort of pure love that so few of us will admit to feeling, is a complicated, dark, violent thing(...)

"Why must everything point so heavily toward the existence of enchantment?"

"(...)the ocean, its remorseless, lonely conversation with itself(...)"

"For what more could we presume to ask from death—but kindness?"

"(...)I realized that parents disappoint us in many ways and it is best not to expect anything of them at all, for chances are that they won’t be able to deliver it."

"(...)with old skin and new blood."

"Boredom—I’d always thought, really, that I would treasure a period of unceasing emptiness, that I would easily fill it. But time, I’ve come to realize, is not for us to fill in such great, blank slabs: we speak of managing time, but it is the opposite—our lives are filled with busyness because those thin chinks of time are all we can truly master."

"I want, Red—I want to give you things."

"“And then we’d be at each other’s throats even more.” Oh, petal. You say that like it’s a bad thing."

"Stupidity’s never blind or mute."

"The happiest, most fulfilled moments of my life have been when I was completely aware of being alive, with all the hope, pain, and sorrow that that entails for any mortal being."